All this talk of getting oldIt's getting me down my loveLike a cat in a bag, waiting to drownThis time I'm comin' downAnd I hope you're thinking of meAs you lay down on your sideNow the drugs don't workThey just make you worseBut I know I'll see your face againNow the drugs don't workThey just make you worseBut I know I'll see your face againBut I know I'm on a losing streak'Cause I passed down my old streetAnd if you wanna show, then just let me knowAnd I'll sing in your ear againNow the drugs don't workThey just make you worseBut I know I'll see your face again'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, tooJust like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off deadAll this talk of getting oldIt's getting me down my loveLike a cat in a bag, waiting to drownThis time I'm comin' downNow the drugs don't workThey just make you worseBut I know I'll see your face again'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too...
All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
This time I'm comin' down
And I hope you're thinking of me
As you lay down on your side
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
But I know I'm on a losing streak
'Cause I passed down my old street
And if you wanna show, then just let me know
And I'll sing in your ear again
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too
Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead
All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
This time I'm comin' down
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too...